Tell Me Why I don't like Mondays

Garfield's most hated day in his life.*

Bob Geldof of the Boomtown Rats penned this song after being saddened and inspired by a real-life school shooting that occurred in San Diego, California, on January 29, 1979.

He later regretted the fame it brought, because of the tragic nature of what had happened.

Yet Mondays seem to toll a deadly sense of foreboding and discontent felt by a vast majority around the world.

And why should it? What have Mondays ever done to you?

Having been programmed to work endlessly under the beck and call of relentless bosses, most of you have also succumbed to believing that Mondays are the evil to be avoided.

Mondays represent that sick day—that time when the soul is frantically trying to wake up from the pleasures it had surrendered itself to over an all-too-short weekend.

So adept are we at accepting the constraints layered before us, we gladly pub-crawl, brawl, and suffer horrors in the hands of a devil bent on shortening the lives of so many.

Mondays need to be seen for what they really are: the chance to escape the rigors of a two-day binge out of control.

Isn't it hard having to close the door, the notebook, the last goodbyes to those wonderful colleagues who have filled those days and days of pleasurable entertainment—called work?

Such pleasures, alas, have to come to an end. And it's quickly time to switch hats for the 48 or so hours of being with those strangers we are forced to call family.

Those hurried kisses and bed-hugging marathons are simply distractions from the boredom that being away from work brings.

Yes, we suffer—having to find kind words, where harsher ones come so much easier when at work. Having to be respectful and kind when brushing each other off serves just as well—at work.

That lunch we do not have to prepare, the forced exercise just to get there, the possibility of being shoulder to shoulder with other germ-ridden humans—is the attraction in itself.

But getting home and still having to shower and shave—yes, even you ladies out there suffer too—without an inkling of why it's necessary if we're not even going to work.

You've got it. Mondays are the most wonderful way of escaping all those horrors of not being at work.
The only problem is how quickly the week ends and we have to face that weekend torture all over again.

All I can say is—roll on Monday, and don't keep us waiting so long!!

8-) Just kidding. Ha, ha, ha.

Enjoy.

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